[ps: Damn it, I got excited just now and made my speech a paid one. I blocked it and reposted it. Sorry, sorry!]
Before I typed "The Complete Book", I thought I would have a lot to say. But the moment after I finished typing, I felt empty and didn't know where to start.
Just say whatever you want.
Nineteen months, 2.8 million words, which is not very fast, and it is not considered a long novel in online novels, but for me, this is really a very, very long journey.
If you close your eyes, you will even see figures approaching from a distance, waving, saying "goodbye" with a smile, and then walking away again.
Ruyi, Ruyi, Xiaohuan, Ruoqing, Zuimo, Mingzhu, Yongning, Shouning, Wanru, Yang Liuqing, Bai Su, Li Xuan, Zhao Yi...
There are also Lao Fang and Second Uncle that some people like.
Goodbye means never seeing you again.
If "The Little Scholar" is a train moving forward, and all readers are passengers, then this journey has reached the end today.
Regarding the plot, I don’t want to discuss it here.
In the process of writing a book, you will always find some of your own shortcomings, and you will also know what shortcomings there are. But once you have written it, you can only avoid it in the future process. After millions of pages, it is impossible to go back to the previous step.
to modify.
In the past two years, I have been scolded and praised.
Some people reviled this book.
Some people praised this book to the heavens.
From the beginning, I was not used to being glassy, but now I am able to deal with it calmly. As an author, I can find so many readers who can resonate with me emotionally or spiritually. What else is there to be unsatisfied about?
This was my original intention in writing the book.
I always feel that it is a very happy thing that people like to read the books I like to write.
In the process of typing, I often read the comments, including chapter chapters, and almost every one of them will not be missed. Seeing the stories I wrote can make people cry and make people laugh. This kind of satisfaction is the best in anything I do.
Can't feel it.
In the past few days before the finale, updates have been very slow, mainly to adjust the status and write a satisfactory ending.
In these chapters, I have expressed what I wanted to express, and I am generally quite satisfied.
People's thoughts vary greatly, so I'm sure it won't live up to the wishes of all readers, so I apologize.
I originally planned to write a side story about Zhao Yi, but then I thought about it, is this ending enough? Different readers can have different views. If I write more, it will be superfluous?
This point is left for discussion.
I didn’t understand the ending, so I need an extra +1 here.
I understand the ending and don’t need any extras here +1.
After the completion status is changed, no new chapters can be posted. If there are extra chapters, they will be posted on the WeChat public account Z. Just search for "Not Rong Xiaorong" on the public Z account.
Thank you for your support all the way. The story of the little scholar has ended and a new story is about to begin.
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The new book "Ruyi Xiaorong" has been released for the first time. If you can't find it, you can search through the author's information or search for the pen name "Rong Xiaorong". Non-Qidian websites may not be able to find it temporarily.
Introduction:
A double master's degree in the 21st century, his soul has traveled through ancient times.
No ring, no system, no old man with white beard, no memory of this world...
Oh my god, I have nothing at the beginning, and I don’t even know who I am. How can I play?
Feeling unbearably hungry and depressed, Tangning couldn't help but raise her head and raise her middle finger: "Thief..."
Something flew from the sky and hit me right in the forehead.
Holding the big red hydrangea, before he fainted, he just wanted to ask: "Who killed a thousand swords and stuffed stones into the hydrangea!"
When I open my eyes again...
A maid smiled as brightly as a flower: "Uncle, Miss, please come!"
There is a woman with picturesque eyebrows: "Mr. sir, I am polite!"
